#AND HE GOT MAD WHEN I EXPLAINED THAT AND SAID THAT ONLY CRAZY PEOPLE AND PEOPLE WITH ISSUES DID THAT AND I'M LIKE

[watchmegetobsessed]

MAD MAN

A/N: he looked like a snack, his ce vibes were too strong to hold them back

base of the idea was by @harrysblackcoat

WORD COUNT: 1.3k

SUMMARY: You came to the game to forget about the massive fight you had with Harry a few days ago, but your alone time is soon interrupted by the man you've been trying to avoid.

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You weren’t planning to come today. Well, you were, until about four days ago, but then the whole ordeal happened with Harry and suddenly you didn’t want to do anything else than stay at home, cry or either sleep until you forget about the shit you both said. 

It was nasty. You don’t even remember how it started, maybe it was because he got home too late, or was it because you couldn’t choose a restaurant again and it always drives him crazy.

You have no idea what started it, you only remember how bad it got. Screaming, shouting, saying the worst things you ever did and probably neither of you meant. But you said them and you can’t take them back. 

Maybe packing your stuff and leaving wasn’t your best idea, but you needed time and space. Harry has been blowing your phone up ever since, but you feel like you need just a little bit more time away from him to think about… well, the two of you. 

You’ve had the ticket for months and you didn’t have the heart to miss out on the game just because of what happened. So you pulled yourself out of your depression cave, aka your old apartment you still haven’t sold since moving in with Harry and came to the game. Now you’re sitting in your usual seat, waiting for it to start while trying your best to keep him out of your thoughts at least until the end. 

Looking across the stadium you see the VIP section and immediately, you fail at not thinking about him, because you think of how he is the kind of man that would be standing there, sipping on something fancy and expensive. 

Groaning you turn your attention to your drink, playing with the straw, but then you remember the time you explained to Harry why this is your favorite seat in the stadium.

“Okay, enlighten me, baby,” he smirked at you, pulling you to his lap after pushing himself away from his desk.

“It’s close to the exit, I can leave before the crowd gets moving, the toilet is 20 seconds away and the line is always short, because the one by the F stairs is more popular. And…” You peaked at him, checking if he was still listening and there he was, giving you his undivided attention with a cheesy smirk on his handsome face. “And the drinks are better in the buffet that’s behind.”

“Better?” he chuckled. “Baby, they are the same.”

“Nope,” you shook your head. “It’s less… watery.”

“Mm, if you say so,” he smirked and then kissed you, making you forget about what you were talking about just a moment ago.

You need to blink your tears away. You promised yourself you wouldn’t be crying during this game, that you wouldn’t think about how much you miss him and how even despite the fight you love him more than anyone. 

You dig into your bag for a tissue, right when someone tries to squeeze past you to their seat. The tall man inches into the row, his long coat brushing your knees while you’re still elbow deep in your bag and you faintly register that he sits beside you. 

“Here,” he deep voice speaks up beside you and you know who it is even before his hand moves into your view, holding out a tissue. 

“What are you doing here?” you ask, taking the tissue without looking at him. 

“Why do people come to football matches?” he asks back and you can’t stop yourself from rolling your eyes. “I’m here because you wouldn’t answer the phone.”

“That might mean that I don’t want to talk to you,” you casually reply, staring ahead of you.

Harry exhales sharply beside you and his knee presses against yours, making you gasp.

“Y/N, I hope you didn’t think I would just let you slip out of my hands like that, right? We need to talk.”

“And you thought a football game would be the best place for that?” 

“This seems to be the only way to get you to talk to me, so yeah.”

“How did you even know I would be sitting here?”

“Because you told me this is your favorite seat.”

“I did not. I just told you I have one, I never told you it’s this one.”

You sit in silence for a bit, trying to figure out if maybe you did tell him the exact seat, but you get to the same point: you didn’t.

“I never told you, so how did you know?” you ask and finally look at him. His beauty strikes you, as always, the chiseled jawline, the slope of his nose, the curly lashes, he still takes your breath away. 

He runs his tongue across his lips and then looks at you.

“The drink,” he then finally says.

“What?”

“The drink. It really is better here.” You watch him and he continues. “I tried… I tried them all in the stadium and it really is less watery.”

He tried them all. He went around the stadium and tried them all to figure out where you’re sitting. 

“Now that you’re listening to me, can we talk?” he then asks with a soft smile. “Or it could be just me speaking, but I really want to tell you what I’ve been thinking about the past few days.”

“Okay,” you breathe out. “Talk then.”

His gaze lingers on your face, as if he is taking in every tiny detail before speaking up again.

“I fucked up, Y/N. I said all those terrible things in the heat of the moment and I regretted them right away. I didn’t mean any of them.”

“Not even when you said that all I do is get on your nerves?” you find yourself asking.

“You do get on my nerves, Y/N,” he says and you’re just about to open your mouth, but he is quick to continue. “You make me go crazy in the best way possible. With your silly dancing in the kitchen, the way you sing every song with the wrong lyrics and swear your version is the right. When you get mad at me for using words you don’t know the meaning of, or when you put me in my place when I’m being a total ass… you make me go crazy… for you.”

Your eyes are tearing up again and when his hand moves to your knee you lean closer to him, wanting more of his touch instantly. 

“I love you, Y/N. I never thought I could love someone this much, but you just always prove me wrong,” he chuckles softly and your hand finds his on your leg, your fingers locking together. “Please come back. I’m nothing without you. Come back and get on my nerves every day because I want to be a mad man, but only if it’s you who makes me crazy.”

Now you’re fighting the urge to cry like a baby. You love this man and you can’t imagine a day when you won’t. 

“I’m sorry too,” you whisper, tears rolling down your cheeks. He reaches up and wipes them with his thumb. “I didn’t mean it when I said you must be fucking all your assistants at work.”

“That hurt,” he smiles bitterly.

“I just… I still wonder why you chose me,” you admit with a shrug. 

“Because you’re the one for me,” he simply answers, as if it was the most obvious thing ever. You take a deep breath and exhale it shakily before leaning in and kissing him. The game starts right when your lips meet, but all the screaming and clapping tunes out as you’re back in the arms of the man you love. 

“Do you want to move to the VIP section?” you ask. 

“Nope,” he smirks down at you. “This really is the best seat.”

“See? I told you!” chuckling, you just pull him in for another kiss before making yourself comfortable with his arm around your shoulders.

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[weneeya]

worried m.list | rules

pairing. jason todd x reader

note. omg i love jason sm of course i'd do that ; worried jason is adorable, my boy is doing his best <3

You were supposed to be here. He left you alone in your apartment before he left for his night patrol. So why weren’t you here anymore? Where were you? Jason thought he was about to go crazy. He was searching everywhere, calling your phone, but you weren’t answering at all.

Yes, he came back earlier than usual, but it was a reason to disappear, was it? What if something bad had happened while he was gone? Jason was making the worst scenarios in his head. Until he heard the sound of the door opening. He turned around and you arrived in the living room, a bit surprised. 

You didn’t have the time to say anything that Jason was standing in front of you, a visible frown across his eyebrows. “Where the hell were you?!” His voice was too loud, too angry ; you didn’t like that at all. You slowly raised an eyebrow at his tone, feeling the slight irritation growing inside of you. 

“My friend needed me, so I left to see her.” You explained but it didn’t calm Jason at all. “You know Gotham’s not safe at night. What if you got attacked, or worse?” He was clearly angry, but it simply made you angry too. You weren’t a child, you didn’t need him to act like he was your own father. 

“Quit yelling at me, would ya?” Your tone was harsh, and it caught him off guard. He wasn’t so used to any reaction like this from you, so he was taken aback. He was about to answer when you pointed at his chest, looking into his eyes. “I don’t need you to protect myself, Jason. I’m a grown adult!” And in those words, you left the living room to get locked up in the bathroom. You really needed a shower. 

Jason stayed alone in here, standing up and a bit lost about what just happened. Did he get too far? He knew you were strong enough to defend yourself ; he loved you for that. But he couldn’t help it ; he was always worried when he knew you were alone in the streets at night. He meant what he said: Gotham wasn’t safe at all, and he knew what he was talking about. 

He saw so many people get hurt without any reason, and he was just so scared to lose you. Anger was his only way to express those feelings, but making you mad was the last thing he ever wanted. So he sat on the couch and waited for you to get out of the bathroom. It took you long minutes, and he was almost falling asleep. Or at least, he would have if he wasn’t thinking so much about what he wanted to tell you. 

When you joined the living room again, your gaze met his figure and you rolled your eyes. You sat next to him in silence, hating this stupid sad look on his face. You hated to see it, but he needed to understand what was wrong. Jason took your hand softly in his. “Look at me, please… I’m sorry baby, I didn’t mean to react like this.” You turned around, meeting his eyes ; and he knew he wasn’t lying. There was too much sincerity in it for that ; you knew him by heart. 

You stayed silent, waiting for him to keep going for a moment. He breathed out softly, leaving a gentle kiss against your knuckles. “I was just… worried. I’m always so scared when you’re alone out there. I know you’re strong ; but those guys can be crazy.” And how could you blame him? You knew Jason got through hell because of one of them. You finally completely turned to face him, grabbing both his hands between yours. 

“I’m not angry because you’re worried. I am because you yelled at me like I was completely dumb and not careful.” He slowly nodded at your words, understanding that he didn’t react the way he should have. Your hand gently moved to his cheek so you could stroke it with your thumb so slightly. Jason leaned onto your touch, eyes now closed at the feeling. 

You felt like home for him, and he’d rather die than having to lose this feeling once more. He left a soft kiss against the palm of your hand, making you smile lightly. “I’d be careful with my reactions,” he told you, looking back at your eyes. You leaned forward a little, leaving a small peck against his lips. “And I won’t leave without telling you where I am.” 

A silent agreement, so things could work. Jason was making so many efforts for you, all the time ; the less you could do was to do some efforts too. Moreover, Jason was clearly worth it. The boy needed a comfort and safe place to calm his home ; and you were ready to be this for him.

thank you for reading!

[valiwrites]

reincarnation ✧.* formula 1

part 2 part 3

: ̗̀➛ pairing: formula 1 x senna!reincarnation!male!oc (nico santos) : ̗̀➛ warnings: strong language, people shipping drivers but nothing serious, bromance, hate comments : ̗̀➛ author’s note: i wrote this before and got a lot of hate for it. if it’s not your thing, just scroll past—no need to spread negativity. i didn’t write this just to read mean comments.

: ̗̀➛ smau

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danielricciardo ✔︎

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danielricciardo the funniest part was... i had to held him back so he didn't murder anyone yesterday

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user1 reason 727390 why daniel and nico are my fav duo

user2 showed my dad a picture of nico and he said he hasn't seen anything of senna in years i had to explain to him that this is not senna 😭

user3 my mom said that too!! but nico hates being called senna

charles_leclerc i haven't seen nico that mad ever

user4 why is the first picture so wholesome tho omg

user5 because danny is wholesome

user6 nico was ready to commit a whole crime and daniel said ✨no✨

maxverstappen1 i was lowkey scared for my life not gonna lie

user7 danny out here being the emotional support human for a guy who could probably fight god

user8 nah but the way nico looks at daniel in the vid… y’all seeing this or am i delulu

user3 the way his eyes soften when he looks at daniel is so cute

user5 y'all are so delusional he didn't even look at daniel 😭

lando nico was pacing like a dad whose kid just crashed his car 💀

user9 why does every chaotic duo have one guy who keeps the other from getting arrested

user10 danny being the only thing between nico and a felony is so on brand

nicosantos ✔︎

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nicosantos mood after yesterday

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user1 help nico really wanted to throw hands 😭😭

nicosantos you know it

user2 nico has a cat???

user3 it's max's cat lmaoo

user4 he kinda fine

user5 i have been saying that but no one listens to me

user6 the way he just crouched by daniel’s car like it’s some kind of secret mission 💀

user7 lowkey nico should’ve been in the movie ‘mad man on the edge'

user8 no way you can look at them and not see the chemistry. it's so obvious

user9 nah, the way nico looks at daniel in that video is giving ‘you’re mine’ vibes

user10 no wtf don't say that...

user11 why do i feel like nico is totally in love with daniel and he just doesn’t know it yet?

user12 why is everyone suddently shipping them hello

user13 bc daniel hugged nico at the press conference 😭

nicosantos ✔︎

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nicosantos ok, so we look alike. i get it. but let’s be real, i’m not him. just because we share a lot similarities doesn’t mean we’re the same person. i’ve been getting a lot of hate in my DMs, and honestly, it’s getting old. so, can we all just chill and let me live my own life? respect is all i’m asking for

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user1 literally, it’s just a resemblance, relax people

user2 the hate is so uncalled for. nico deserves respect not this mess

user3 people acting like he’s actually senna’s clone, chill out

user4 he's trying really hard to be 🙄

user5 the fact that nico has to explain this is crazy. let him breathe

user6 you can’t just deny the resemblance though, it’s a little weird you’re acting like it’s nothing

nicosantos i’m not denying it, but i’m also not claiming to be someone i’m not. it’s not that complicated

user7 he’s just salty because people keep bringing up senna. get over it

user8 he doesn’t owe anyone an apology for looking like someone. leave him alone

niconews ✔︎

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niconews eyes never lie... this was nico just a day after all the hate he’s been facing recently. in a raw moment during an interview, when asked, "you seem pretty pissed at the situation," he didn’t hold back. nico responded, "well, people stick their noses in everyone’s business without thinking about feelings. i didn’t ask to be born the way i am, i’m just trying to live my life." his voice cracked, and despite trying to hold it together, tears started to form. it was a moment that showed just how much this constant pressure has been affecting him. in a world where we all expect people to be perfect or fit into certain molds, nico's vulnerability spoke volumes.

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user1 it's heartbreaking to see someone so kind and real get treated like this

user2 the pressure he must be under is insane. we forget these are real people

user3 this is so unfair, just let the guy breathe for once

user4 he’s literally milking the whole senna comparison for attention. stop pretending like it’s all ‘the haters’

niconews if you think that’s what this is about, you clearly missed the point

user4 he’s literally crying over people pointing out how much he looks like senna? get over it niconews it’s not about looks, it’s about respect. maybe try understanding that

nicosantos ✔︎

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nicosantos bromance is real

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user1 aww the senna cap

user2 i love nico he's adorable

user3 lando 😭😭

user4 lando is always the funniest person in the group

user5 nico with the senna cap is a whole vibe. love the respect for the legend

user6 this is the kind of bromance we all need in our lives

user7 nico wearing the senna cap but being his own person? love that for him

nicosantos see now i can't tell if you're being sarcastic or fr 💀

user7 i was being fr 😭😭

user8 someone tell lando to stop being this extra, i can’t keep up

[softichill]

can u just infodump about seam. i want to know More

I spent 50 minutes typing out a multi-page infodump and then tumblr refreshed and deleted all of it

I typed it all out again under the cut but. Augh

Seam is a character who is so deeply fascinating to me. Most people kinda just regard them as Jevil's old friend, or the depressed shopkeeper. And to be fair they are also both of those things JGNSKNG

But there's something I don't see a lot of people acknowledge; their connection to the secret bosses. They're the character who's told us the most about Shadow Crystals, and up until Gerson/The Old Man in ch4 they were the ONLY character to mention them. It was their friendship with Jevil that brought them into all of this, with his words "sticking in [their] cotton" and making their view of this world, AND I QUOTE,

"Darker, yet darker."

^ This line of dialogue drives me crazy. This is one of only two direct references to Entry No. 17 in Deltarune so far (with the other being the church song with "shadows cutting deep") and it is said in DIRECT REFERENCE to Jevil's descent into madness, and Seam falling into nihilism. This is the line that caused people to start theorizing that Gaster was the one telling the secret bosses the "Truth".

Along with that, they seem to know every other secret boss as well; and the order we'll be fighting them in. They refer to Spamton as "that salesman", meaning they already knew who he was, and say he got ahold of "that old machine", implying they also knew about the NEO body. They even talk about how the body probably held a lot of importance to someone ("A certain Lightner, perhaps...").

They also know someone else.

"We all know there's no winning there" WHAT DO YOU MEAN "WE ALL KNOW". NO WE DON'T. HOW DO YOU EVEN KNOW.

The knew the Knight. They knew that's who we were going to be fighting next. They even knew we'd need the Shadow Mantle to even have a fighting chance-- and had it on hand, too (until it got taken by ERAM).

If we're going by the theory that the secret bosses were told the complete story of the game/prophecy, and Seam was told at least some of it by Jevil, then that means they knew we were going to fight the Knight next, despite no one except Kris or maybe Ralsei knowing we were going to face off against it, and they knew we were supposed to lose. But that doesn't explain how they knew we'd need the Shadow Mantle to win, or why they just HAD IT WITH THEM.

They seem to know Gerson too, and judging by their dialogue they almost expect us to lose against him, but... collecting the Shadow Crystals and winning these battles is giving them hope. They call the feeling "quite funny"-- they weren't expecting to feel it again, probably after so long of having lost it.

That's another thing that's fascinating to me. Collecting the Shadow Crystals gives them hope. If you never fight the secret bosses, they remain depressed; they'll chat about a change in their shop, a funny interaction they had that day, or will just say something cryptic (what happens in the Dark World after the sun goes down, Seam. Why should we leave before dark, Seam). But when you fight the secret bosses, they seem... actually excited. It's something they look forward to, something they WANT you to keep up with even if their nihilism keeps them from being truly hopeful. Even if you lose to the Knight, they say it was "fun to pretend" that it would lead to anything. And they thank you.

So, seeing as they seem to be genuinely invested in us collecting the Crystals...

We have 3. Only 2 more. That makes 5 crystals in total that Seam wants to collect.

There's 7 chapters.

Now, obviously from their dialogue here they plan to make us something. And we might even know what it is! Through datamining we can find this item:

But.... if that's all they're doing, just making us an item for maybe the final secret boss, then that would only be 6 boss fights, leaving a gap for one more.

....There's a few lines of dialogue they have where they mention wishing they could see the fights in action. Most notably with Jevil, if you open his door and then go talk to Seam first, but there's probably others I can't think of off the top of my head. We also know they've been in battle before-- the Undertale Cross Stitch book has this little snippet about seam rippers:

And when they talk about Jevil, they say something deeply fascinating to me:

We've seen Jevil's definition of a game. Specifically the Numbers Game: if your HP drops to zero, you lose. It's a battle.

And something else we've seen...

^ This is from the winter 2024 utdr newsletter, around the announcement of Seam's plush. The wording in the first image strikes me: "In any case, I had to make a design." It seems like a first glance that the design was only made for the plushie, but "in any case" feels like Toby was planning on making one ANYWAY. And in the second image, which is the only piece of concept art Toby showed us, it shows their full body facing left at an angle.

A pose we've seen a few times before in battle.

While I'm open to it not being true, I FIRMLY believe that Seam is going to be a secret boss; most likely in chapter 6 or 7. I feel like it narratively makes the most sense right now, and also It Would Be Really Cool.

There's definitely other stuff I wanna talk about but most of it is just fun little characterization bits that aren't rlly part of a wider arc, and all of which I've talked about in other posts, but yea. Seam rant that took me two hours to type out

[whateverloomis]

Hi! Can you write about a reader who is a traditional goth x billy and stu?

Shes the new girl at school and she seems cool so tate invites her over to the group and when they see her they are like: 😲😍

Ugh, I'm so glad you requested this. Billy and Stu would so be into alt. people, I just know it. (Totally not saying that because I'm alt. myself *cough*)

Note: Scroll to the bottom for extra content before reading 🖤

Warnings: SMUT, infidelity, making out, fingering, double penetration, outdoor s3x, smoking (weed,) AFAB reader (she/her,) use of YN, unedited

Word count: 2.5k (Got carried away lmao)

"Dude, what's Tatum doing with the goth chick?" Stu asked Billy, as if he had a clue who Tatum even hung out with anymore. Sidney had always been her best friend and Tatum wouldn't ever replace her, but she was always picking someone new to introduce to the group until some kind of drama happened and she unfriended them.

"Fuck should I know." Billy answered, trying to seem uninterested in the topic, but Stu knew better. He had caught his friend taking a peek or two at the new girl when she had arrived the week prior as a transfer student.

"She's hot as fuck man, I bet we could tag team her-" -- "Keep it down, would you?" Billy whispered, elbowing Stu to avoid Sid and Randy from listening.

The boys had done it a few times before. They picked someone they both liked and had a little fun with them, and this new girl was definitely first in line the moment they saw her.

Tatum approached the group with her new friend and the boys couldn't help but eye her from head to toe. She was wearing a black crop top that sat just below her tits, a leather skirt with detailed lace thigh highs, paired with pointy knee high black boots. Her jet black hair sat just above her shoulders, her baby bangs had a perfect little point in the middle creating a perfect triangle that aligned with her pierced nose and matte black lipstick. What a sight.

"Hi guys! Meet our new friend, YN!" Tatum cheered and YN waved at everyone and smiled, revealing a dimple on her left cheek. Fuck, that drove Billy and Stu crazy. She was so effortlessly cute yet mysterious and intense looking. The perfect combination.

The group welcomed YN and clicked with her right away. Randy didn't hesitate to make flirty comments at the new girl and she was a natural flirt just like him, so it became a casual back and forth game between them. Stu obviously joined in, he's usually a flirt with everyone so it didn't seem out of the ordinary, but oh boy, if they only knew the plans he had with the girl.

Billy however, remained in the small talk zone. He felt safe there, plus he didn't want to reveal his intentions to Sidney who was sitting between his legs at the moment. He did make eye contact with YN from time to time and couldn't help but get tense at her gaze. Her eyes were piercing, like a black cats would be at night and it was driving him mad. He wanted to look into them while being on top of her... or maybe YN on top of him would be much better... Gosh, if he kept his imagination running it was gonna be impossible to stop his half boner from getting rock solid.

"YN should join, we have lot's of fun up there when we escape this hell hole." Stu said, snapping Billy out of his thoughts. "The cabin?" The boy thought out loud and Sidney turned around to face him. "Yeah, Stu is planning to ditch last period on Friday again and going up to his dads cabin. We're inviting YN to come along with us." Sid explained and Billy smirked in response and gave Stu a knowing look. "Yeah... Yeah YN, you should join us. Who wants to attend English class anyways?" He replied and Stu patted his back, "That's what I'm talking about." his best friend said, earning an annoyed look from Billy.

"Bring a swim suit too new girl, there's a kick ass lake up there." Stu said and smirked. "Awesome! I love lakes and it's been a while." YN replied and Randy pitched in; "Or better yet, a bikini." he said and the girl smirked at him; "Yeah, I bet you'd like that." YN said and Randy gasped in fake surprise; "I never said such a thing." The boy replied and YN gave him a flirty laugh.

Stu seemed amused with their exchange, knowing damn well Randy is all talk and no show. Meanwhile Billy was annoyed and poking his left cheek with his tongue in attempt to keep himself from saying anything stupid that could reveal his excitement about the new girl joining.

•

Friday came along quicker that expected and the group was already on their way to their little weekend trip. They were all bunched up in Stu's family van. His parents were conveniently out of town so he "borrowed it" for the weekend.

YN ended up sitting next to Billy after everyone argued about who would sit where and the boy was trying his hardest not to get his hands on her. "You comfortable?" Billy asked loud enough for her to hear as she closed the door. "Never better." She replied while she leaned back on the seat. Her exposed thigh brushed against his and she felt the boy tense up. She bit her lip in amusement and looked at him, smirking before looking out the window. Oh boy... new girl knew exactly what she was doing and it didn't go unnoticed by Billy or Stu who was looking at them through the rear view mirror.

•

"Why does it have to be me again?!" Randy complained. The group wanted him to test the water to see how cold it was but all he did was stand on the edge of the little wooden walkway and whine about how cold it was last time.

"Oh c'mon, it can't be that bad." YN said while taking her short black dress off. She had a bikini on that sat a little bit above her tits, exposing the perfect amount of under boob along with cheeky bottoms that barely covered her ass. The girls started to cheer and whistle at her in encouragement; "Yes girlie! You look hot as fuck!" Tatum said and Sidney agreed with her, taking her own clothes off and revealing a bright red colored bikini. Tatum had a yellow one on that exposed just as much under boob as the new girl's did, maybe a bit more. The boys stood there looking at them like hungry dogs before they cheered them on. Billy however just sported a smirk and followed the girls with his eyes taking an extra peek at YN's tits bouncing while she ran and jumped into the lake.

"It's not that cold guys, c'mon!" Sidney encouraged and Randy jumped in without hesitating.

"You gonna be able to keep it in your pants big boy?" Stu said loud enough for Billy to hear. "Shut up asshole, speak for yourself." He responded and looked at Stu's crotch before jumping in. Stu looked at his trunks and noticed his hard on was visible and jumped in quickly before muttering "Fuck."

•

The day was filled with fun, laughs and picking on Randy. It was unlike any other cabin weekend thanks to the new girl. She was cute, funny, a flirt and totally into Billy and Stu. At least that's what the boys were convincing themselves of with every little word and look she gave them. She was hard to read, Billy found, but that made it all the more fun for him.

The group were now sitting around a fire pit, talking about previous school crushes and other adventures. "So, who was your first kiss?" Tatum asked YN as she took a drag from the blunt they were passing around.

"It wasn't a big deal. We were best friends back in middle school, she was a pretty good kisser though." YN replied, taking a quick drag and passing it to Sidney who politely declined.

"Wait, she?!" Randy questioned in shock, choking on his beer along the way.

YN laughed at his exaggerated reaction and bit her lip; "Yes she, I'm bisexual, idiot." She replied while rolling her eyes playfully.

"Hot! I dare you to kiss Tatum!" Stu said rather loudly, earning a smack on his shoulder from his girlfriend. "Don't be an asshole, Stu!"

"What?! I was joking!" -- "No you weren't. Typical." YN replied and smirked at him knowingly. It's not the first time YN has heard those comments. At this point she calls the person out and brushes it off. That being said, she wouldn't mind kissing Tate at all, she's hot too just like her boyfriend.

Everyone laughed at Stu being called out, then continued talking, smoking weed and drinking alcohol around the fire. YN hadn't had this much fun in a long time and she intended on making the best out of that weekend.

•

After what seemed like hours of conversation, Billy, Stu, Tatum and YN were high as kites, Randy and Sid were drunk, and half of the group was nearly to the point of passing out and falling asleep for at least 12 hours that night. However, YN had other plans.

"I'm gonna go take a walk." She said, and Tatum gasped in surprise; "Alone in the woods, YN? Are you crazy! You can get killed!" the girl practically screamed and the new girl laughed; "It's okay babe, i'll be fine. Maybe I do wanna encounter a slasher, who knows..." She joked and stood up.

"YN, maybe you should take someone with you. It's seriously not safe, especially with the ghost face killings." Sidney said.

Billy and Stu looked at each other knowingly before anyone else spoke.

"I'll go with you. I need a breather myself." Billy said and smirked at Stu subtly before walking away with YN.

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"So, you're actually not freaked about the possibility of you getting killed by ghost face?" Billy asked YN and she laughed before responding; "Not really, he clearly has targets and I highly doubt I'm one of them. Besides, I'd probably wanna fuck him instead of being scared."

Billy was amused at her response. If only she knew. "Is that so? You have a thing for slashers then?" He asked and she chuckled, a flirty tone to her voice. "Maybe, do you?" She asked him jokingly. "Nah, I'd say I have a thing for victims." At his answer YN slowed down her pace. His answer didn't exactly scare her but it did take her by surprise.

Billy turned around to face her as they both stopped walking. "What?" He asked, a slight seriousness coating his voice. YN looked down and bit her lip before looking him in the eye for God knows the number of times that day.

"Are you hinting at something, Loomis?" She asked him and the boy took a few steps forward leaving a few inches away between them. "Did it sound like I am? Or do you want me to be hinting at something?" He responded. Smooth.

YN looked up at him and chuckled, not knowing what to say at that point. She was too high to think about any coherent answer, especially with a guy that hot in front of her who was clearly looking to get freaky in the middle of the woods.

"Maybe..." Billy started, placing his left hand on YN's hip; "...I'm hinting at something like this." He spoke his final words before kissing YN slowly. They made out at the slowest most intense way you could imagine. Their tongues danced with each other and YN exhaled little whimpers into his mouth. He loved her little noises and couldn't help but grab both her hips and squeeze the flesh. As they continued kissing, Billy moved his hands to her ass and squeezed it before running his hands up her body and squeezing her tits that were threatening to pop out of her bikini top.

Billy took a few steps forward and pushed YN against a tree trunk, pressing himself against her while deepening the kiss. The girl sneaked her hand down his lower body and gave his throbbing dick a firm squeeze, moaning at the feeling.

YN didn't really care that he had a girl, if anything she would've done the same with her if given the chance, plus she was too high to make sense of anything so she just went with it.

YN pulled the string at the front of Billy's black swimsuit and kneeled in front of him but before she could pull his dick out they both heard the crunching of foot steps, and the girl stood up quickly.

"Well fuck, you guys started without me?" Stu said and appeared from behind the large tree she was against. "Thank's for ruining the mood, asshole" Billy said sarcastically, not even bothering to tie his pants back in place.

"Oh c'mon Billy, aren't you gonna share your meal?" -- "I sure wouldn't mind that." YN followed Stu's words and chuckled at herself. She was so high that this whole situation seemed more amusing than it would've been if she had been sober.

Billy looked at her in mild surprise and smirked, raising an eyebrow before kissing her again. Stu walked towards them and moved YN forward, Billy pulling her forward as well to allow Stu to lean against the tree, her ass pressed against his hard cock. They moved swiftly, as if they had done this countless times before... And they have.

Stu wrapped his arms around YN and pulled her bikini top down, exposing her perfect tits to Billy who started to play with her nipples while deepening the kiss. Stu sneaked his hand up her black skirt and untied her bikini bottoms, letting it fall between her legs. The boy didn't waste anymore time and started to rub YN's clit expertly. She let out hushed moans into Billy's mouth while reaching between her legs, moving Stu's fingers towards her entrance and he knew exactly what she wanted. As if on command he finger fucked her all while Billy was pinching her nipples and kissing her neck.

YN was so impossibly aroused, mostly because of the weed, but having these two hot idiots touching her like this made her feel as if she were in heaven.

"Mm, fuck me... Both of you." She said and the boys quickly stopped their movements and pulled their pants down just enough to release their dicks. YN wrapped her legs around Billy and he picked her up pushing her against Stu in order for them to line up their cocks to her cunt. She was so soaking wet they both slipped in easily. The stretch felt so delicious that she couldn't contain her moans.

Billy and Stu pounded into her like wild animals, breathing heavy and grabbing her steady.

"Fuck... You feel so good..." Billy whispered and YN wasn't sure if he meant her or Stu rubbing his cock against his friends. Either way it was hot as fuck and YN was going to cum any second. The boys were close behind, thrusting out of unison, moaning and groaning. It was music to YN's ears.

"I'm close... Fuck, I'm so close..." The girl moaned as she squeezed around both of their dicks. Billy and Stu couldn't say anything at that point up until they all came at the same time.

They filled YN up so much that their combined juices dripped on the ground.

Once they all caught their breath's, Billy placed YN down on her feet and stabled her. The girl nearly fell from how hard the two fucked her.

"Damn, did we really fucked you that good new girl?" Stu said from behind her.

"Oh, shut up." She answered before getting dressed along with the boys and returning to the cabin as if nothing had happened.

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Extra detail for fun: I found this pic scrolling through Tumblr last night and it's exactly how I imagine readers'hair! 🖤

(Picture not mine. If anyone knows the owner lmk so I can credit. Thank you!)

[sunshine-lux]

clueless (ii.)

summary: Y/N said she wasn't mad. she lied. good thing spider-man knows how to knock on windows. Who knew one missed Love Island night would make Y/N open up about her abandonment issues.

pairings: Stark!reader x MCU!peter parker

word count: 2.7k

warnings: none, really just some very light angst. emotional conversation. and f!reader.

The next morning, Y/N walked into school with her headphones on. Blasting her usual playlist as she made her way towards her locker.  She hadn’t heard from Peter since they parted ways after school– and for some reading his silence felt louder than anything blasting through her headphones.

Down the hall, she spotted MJ leaning against her locker. Y/N cracked a grin, taking her headphones off and poked MJ’s arm as she approached. 

“Goodmorning sunshine!” Y/N chirped, her voice overly sweet.

MJ groaned. “Ugh, don't call me that.” 

Y/N glanced at her as she opened her locker, “you know you love it.” she mumbled with an amused smile.

MJ didn’t deny it.

“So,” she asked casually,  “what’d you do last night?”

Y/N sighed. “Nothing at all.” She said with a shrug. “Tried to watch Love Island, got bored not even halfway through. Ended up hanging out in the lab with my dad, ate an insane amount of snacks and pretended I wasn't mildly offended by Peter not texting me all night.”

MJ blinked. “Wait—loveboy ditched Love Island night? And he didn’t even text you? Did May take his phone again or something?

Y/N shut her locker a little too hard. “Okay first of all, don't call him that. But to answer your questions– yes, he ditched Love Island night. And no– just a project. Apparently he and Gwen got paired up in physics. He ‘forgot’ to mention it until the very last second and then dipped. said it was a big assignment.”

MJ tilted her head. “Gwen Stacy. Blonde. Smart. Cutie patootie?”

“Yup,” Y/N muttered, “that’s the one.” she said, eyes fixed on the hallway.

MJ raised both brows, unimpressed. “Huh. She sure knows how to win people over.”

The two girls continued on down the hallway talking about the new book MJ started reading on the train ride over to school.

MJ was still mid rant when Gwen rounded the corner, textbook in hand, looking a little too peppy for 7:30AM.

“Oh! Hey guys,” Gwen greeted them with a wave, her ponytail bouncing with each step.

Y/N smiled. “Hi Gwen.”

Gwen slowed to a stop in front of them. “Crazy timing—I was just about to go look for you!”

Y/N’s brows lifted, not entirely sure who the “you” was aimed at. “Yeah?”

“I just wanted to say thanks again for being so cool yesterday. I know Peter felt really bad about cancelling, but we ended up getting a ton of work done. Like… a lot. He’s honestly a genius. I don’t know how I would’ve gotten through half of that packet without him.”

“Oh yeah?” Y/N said, careful to keep her tone even.

“Yeah! He’s just so good at explaining things. Like, he doesn’t make you feel dumb for not getting it, you know? And he actually listens. It’s just… kind of refreshing.”

Y/N smiled tightly. “That’s Peter.”

Gwen nodded, eyes bright. “Anyway, I’ll see you guys in class. Bye, MJ. Bye, Y/N!”

She waved and walked off, clearly unaware of the tiny emotional crater she’d just left behind.

MJ glanced sideways. “Soooo… do I need to start carrying around a shovel, or are you gonna bury those feelings yourself?”

“Oh, shut up,” Y/N groaned. “I only complained cause I had no one to show me Love Island memes. Peter’s my friend — and he’s allowed to have other friends. I’m just glad Gwen’s adjusting and feels welcomed.”

But then why does it still bother me? Y/N hated how petty it sounded in her own head, but she couldn’t shake it. Of course she wanted Gwen to feel included. Of course she wanted her to click with their group. And she was happy it was happening faster than expected.

But hearing someone else talk about Peter the way she usually did… that stung more than she was willing to admit.

“Right,” MJ said, shooting her a knowing look as she headed into first period. “See you at lunch, Y/N/N.”

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Once settled into her first period, Y/N looked at her phone. 7:58AM. No texts from Peter. No sign of him either and the bell rings in 2 minutes…

Peter slid into the classroom just as the bell rang, slipping into the seat next to Y/N. 

“Hey,” he said, breathless but grinning. “Sorry I’m late. Got stuck talking to Ned—he wants to go to the comic shop before I go on patrol tonight.”

Y/N didn’t look at him. “That’s thrilling.”

Peter blinked. “You okay?”

“Peachy.” She pulled a highlighter from her bag and started aggressively underlining the title on her worksheet.

Peter watched her for a second, confused. “You sure? You seem—”

“I’m fine, Peter. Just tired” Y/N states, finally looking at him.

Peter nods, oblivious to her lie. “Oh, okay… Hey, so, how was the recoupling last night? I saw some stuff online but I haven’t seen the actual episode.’’

“I wouldn’t know. I didn’t finish watching it.” Y/N says, trying to sound casual.

Peter turned to Y/N, wide-eyed. “Wait, what? Why not? You love recouplings.”

Y/N fought the urge to roll her eyes. “Yeah, well… it just wasn’t the same.”

“Are- are you mad at me?” Peter questioned, sensing her tone. “I—I said I was sorry. I thought we were cool?”

“We are,” Y/N said, still not looking at him. “We’re great. You and Gwen got your outline done, so. Win-win.”

Peter frowned. “It wasn’t like that.”

“I didn’t say it was like anything,” Y/N replied lightly. “You had schoolwork. No big deal.”

Peter poked her arm and pouted. “Y/N/N, come on. Don’t be mad at me.”

“I’m not mad, Peter.” She finally turned to him with a smile that didn’t reach her eyes. “I just… kinda wish you would’ve at least texted me.”

Peter opened his mouth, but the teacher called for attention before he could say anything else.

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The cafeteria buzzed with the usual lunchtime chatter as Y/N dropped her lunch bag onto the table beside MJ. Gwen settled down next to her, plopping her tray on the table.

“Oh, by the way, congrats on surviving your first day here, Gwen.” MJ says, reaching into Y/N’s lunch for some chips. 

Gwen beamed at the girls. “I couldn’t have done it without you guys. I seriously didn’t think I was gonna make friends this fast. I was so nervous.”

“Well, you’re easy to like,” Y/N said with a small smile, nudging her lunch bag toward Gwen in case she wanted to steal a chip too.

Before Gwen could reply, Ned and Peter plopped down across from them.

“Gwen, are you into comics?” Ned asked, cutting straight into the conversation.

Gwen looked up mid-bite. “Um, not really, no. That’s not really my thing.”

“Well, good luck staying friends with these two,” MJ deadpanned, pointing at Peter and Ned. “They never shut up about that stuff.”

The comment made Y/N giggle, catching Peter’s attention. He smiled at the sound, His foot lightly nudged hers under the table, and when she looked up at him, she gave him her first real smile of the day. He relaxed a little.

“You act as if you don't like them” Ned rolled his eyes at MJ. “Anyway, I'm asking because Peter and I are going to the comic book shop after school. You guys want to come with us?.”

“Sure! Yeah, I'll tag along.” Gwen answered cheerfully.

“What about you two?” Ned asked, turning to Y/N and MJ.

MJ didn’t even look up. “You know what really annoys me?” she began. “When my so-called friends forget I’ve had the same schedule for months. I work Tuesdays and Thursdays at the café.”

Gwen and Y/N tried to suppress their laughter as Ned groaned.

“Whatever dude. Now I’m gonna stop by and annoy you during your shifts.” 

Peter turned to look at Y/N, “Are you coming with us?”

“I don’t think so. I have to finish my lit essay.” Y/N says.

Before anyone could respond, the bell rang.

Y/N stood, throwing away her trash as Peter fell into step beside her, matching her pace as they headed for class.

“You sure you’re not coming with us after school?” he asked, glancing over at her.

Y/N shook her head. “Nah. I’ve gotta finish that lit essay, and MJ gave me this book she swears will change my life. So I’m kind of busy.”

Peter offered a small, sheepish smile. “Fair enough. But if you change your mind, you know where to find me.”

“I do,” Y/N said, returning the smile as they reached her classroom door. “Thanks, Peter.”

He lingered for a second, like he wanted to say something else, but thought better of it. Instead, he gave her a small nod and jogged off down the hall.

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As Peter disappeared down the hall and Y/N ducked into her classroom, Gwen adjusted the strap of her backpack and fell into step beside Ned.

“So,” she started casually, “Peter and Y/N… what’s their deal?”

Ned glanced at her, then straight ahead again. “What do you mean?”

“I don’t know,” Gwen said with an easy shrug. “They just seem… close. Are they, like… together?”

Behind them, MJ scoffed. She wasn’t even trying to be subtle.

“Oh, they’re not together,” she said, walking backwards now so she could face Gwen. “They’re just obsessed with each other in a completely unspoken, wildly repressed, ‘will-they-won’t-they-but-they-absolutely-will’ kind of way. It’s annoying”

Ned snorted.

Gwen blinked. “So… that’s a yes?”

MJ raised an eyebrow. “That’s a ‘yes, but also very much a no.’”

“They’ve been like this since they met,” Ned added helpfully. “There was a brief moment where we thought they’d finally get their act together, but then Peter asked this senior named Liz to homecoming instead and… well. You’ll see.”

“Huh.” Gwen nodded, filing that away. “Interesting.”

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That night, Y/N sat cross-legged on her bed, the soft glow of her bedside lamp casting a warm halo over the pages of Emma. MJ’s well-loved copy was annotated in the margins, complete with tiny sarcastic notes that made Y/N smile every few minutes.

She flipped the page, eyes skimming a particularly smug paragraph about Emma deciding she knew what was best for everyone around her. Y/N paused, then squinted at the words.

“I always deserve the best treatment because I never put up with any other.”

Y/N huffed a laugh through her nose. “Okay, MJ,” she muttered, “I get it. Message received.”

She reached over to grab a handful of gummy bears from the bag on her nightstand, tossing one in her mouth as she turned another page—just in time to hear a soft tap against her window.

She froze, mid-chew.

Another knock. Gentle. Familiar.

Y/N blinked, slowly turning toward the window. Sure enough, Peter Parker was crawling outside with his Spider-Man suit on. She let out a long sigh and shook her head, getting up to open it.

“What are you doing here, Parker?” She asked, walking back to sit on her bed.

Peter climbed in through the window, pulling off his mask before shutting it behind him. He sank into her desk chair, fidgeting awkwardly.

“I just… wanted to say goodnight,” he said, clearly grasping at straws.

“You could’ve called,” Y/N said with a soft laugh. “Or sent a text. It’s 10:30, Pete.”

Peter scratched the back of his neck. “I didn’t know if you’d answer.”

Y/N sighed, glancing down at her hands. “Peter… if this is about earlier—I'm not mad at you. I never was.”

“Then why did you act like that?” he asked, voice quieter now.

“I don’t know… I was being stupid,” she muttered. “I don’t like talking about this.”

Peter leaned forward, gently reaching for her hand. “It’s not stupid if it hurt your feelings, Y/N/N. Just talk to me.”

She hesitated, then said quietly, “It’s just... I’ve never had friends my age before. It was always my dad, Pepper, Happy... and the team. And after Berlin, it was just me and my dad. I guess I’ve gotten used to being left behind. By Steve, by Nat. Everyone.”

Her voice got smaller. “And it’s been really hard not having them around.”

Peter listened closely, his eyes soft.

“And then…” she trailed off.

“Gwen showed up?” he asked gently.

Y/N shook her head. “It’s not about Gwen. Or maybe it is, a little. But I’m not, like... jealous.”

“Then what is it?”

She hesitated before whispering, “You forgot about me.”

That hit the air like a pin dropping.

“It felt like you forgot I was even there. And it just… reminded me of how the team moved on. I’m sorry for how I acted, but it just—hurt.”

Peter rolled his chair closer, making her look at him.

“This isn’t stupid, Y/N/N. It makes perfect sense. And I’m really sorry. For bailing on Love Island night. For not texting. For making you feel forgotten.”

Y/N exhaled. “You can apologize for not sending me any of the memes about the episode, too.”

Peter laughed, the tension finally cracking. “Okay, I’m sorry for that too.”

Peter leaned back slightly in the chair, studying her for a beat. The silence wasn’t awkward — just comfortable, easy in the way that only came with someone who really knew you.

“I can stay for a bit, if that’s okay,” he offered. “I mean... if you’re not tired of me yet.”

Y/N looked at him, warmth creeping into her face. “You swung by my window at ten-thirty at night. You’ve already committed to the bit, Parker. You might as well stay.”

Peter grinned, crossing the room to flop down next to her on the bed — careful, but familiar. He propped himself up on one elbow and glanced at the book lying next to her.

“Emma, huh? MJ really out here giving you required reading like it’s a class.”

“She said it’s about me but if I lived in 19th century England. Whatever that means.” Y/N rolled her eyes.

Peter laughed under his breath.

For a moment, they just sat in the quiet. Her room dimly lit, the hum of the city beyond her window. It felt like the world had slowed down just enough for them to breathe.

“Hey,” Peter said softly, nudging her shoulder. “You know I’d never actually forget about you, right?”

Y/N didn’t answer right away. Then she nodded once, almost imperceptibly.

“Yeah. I know.”

Peter stayed a little longer after that — long enough for the conversation to drift into easier things: school,Tony’s new project, Ned’s inability to keep secrets. Y/N eventually rested her head on his shoulder without realizing it, and Peter didn't move.

He just stayed.

Eventually, the room settled into a hush, broken only by the soft rustle of pages as Y/N flipped absentmindedly through the book again. Peter hadn’t said anything in a few minutes, but he hadn’t left either.

She tilted her head just enough to glance at him. “You falling asleep?”

His eyes were closed, one arm folded behind his head, but he smirked. “Just resting my eyes. Incredibly peaceful vibe in here.”

“Mm. That’s the Emma effect.”

Peter cracked an eye open. “Can’t believe I’m competing with Jane Austen for your attention.”

“You’re losing, by the way.”

He let out a soft laugh and sat up, rubbing the back of his neck. “Alright, alright. I should go before your dad finds me here and installs a Stark-grade motion sensor outside your window.”

Y/N smirked. “Too late. That’s been there since I was ten.”

Peter blinked. “Oh my god.”

She stood with him, walking him to the window. He put his mask back on, pulling the hood over his curls, but didn’t climb out just yet.

“Hey,” he said, quiet again. “Thanks for talking to me tonight.”

Y/N nodded, then reached forward and tugged gently on his mask until it rested just below his nose. “Thanks for showing up.”

He didn’t say anything right away. Just gave her a look—something like gratitude, something like something else—and then he was slipping out the window and disappearing into the night.

Y/N stood there for a second longer, arms crossed over her chest, the breeze brushing through her hair. Then she turned back to her room, Emma still open on the bed.

And maybe, for the first time in a while, she didn’t feel quite so left behind.

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taglist: @f2lix

author's note: ahhhh!! i didn't think i'd have chapter 2 out so quick but here we are. as you can see, this is loosely inspired by clueless so i thought it'd be funny for y/n to read emma. i hope you guys are enjoying so far!

i still don't know who our Gwen face claim is, pls help me out lol

[heybatterbats]

I’ve been seeing entirely too many posts about how ace-spec people aren’t really LGBTQ+ and don’t belong at Pride. And I got mad about it. So…*aces your Batfamily*

Yes, all of them. Every last one is now ace-spec in some way. They even named their dog Ace.

Bruce is sex-neutral biromantic demisexual, and came out by accident at age 24 to a random reporter who was not expecting it. This sparked a social media storm that was only halted by the much bigger social media storm of Bruce adopting Dick.

The Batman has been asked his sexuality before. Bruce replied- perfectly straight faced- that the Batman is an asexually reproductive entity and creates its Robins via mitosis. A third of Gotham, most of Metropolis, and several members of the Justice League still believe this.

Dick is sex-repulsed biromantic asexual, and is of the type to make the dirtiest jokes you’ve ever heard because sex is a joke to him. Came out in the form of an acrobatics performance he did at a pride parade, wearing a terrible Batman costume with a bi heart as the Batsymbol, an ace flag cape, and no pants. The audience was ecstatic. Bruce was mortified.

Nightwing has never said his sexuality, but anyone who claims he’s straight is quickly met with pictures of the Discowing suit and up to a dozen laughing emojis.

Jason is sex-repulsed aromantic asexual. He’s not as vocal about it as Dick is, but he does like it to be known. He’s the type to make garlic bread/cake/world domination jokes. And ESPECIALLY dragon jokes. He kinda tends to just insert it casually into conversation, he didn’t do anything crazy to come out. It’s just a fact about him.

Red Hood claims to be sexually attracted exclusively to guns. Bruce hates this joke.

Tim is the opposite of Bruce- he’s sex-positive bisexual demiromantic. One of the few Batkids to come out while in costume- he got a concussion on a case and blearily mumbled into Bruce’s hair that he’s “you but backwards” and completely confused Bruce. Tim is a little shy about his identity, but since dating Bernard he’s been more open about it.

Red Robin is out as bisexual, but hasn’t added demiromantic to that. Tim is worried people will piece his secret identity together, since Tim doesn’t realize that most normal people are not highly skilled detectives who can tell a person’s identity from a single acrobatics move.

At the moment, Damian just thinks he’s feeling the normal “ew cooties” that most children do. In the future he’ll realize that he’s sex-repulsed ace/aro, although he’ll refuse to use those terms in favor of broodily muttering “this bloodline dies with me.” Ra’s has an actual heart attack the first time Damian says this to his face and has to go into the Lazarus Pit to recover. Talia has never been more proud.

Barbara is sex-neutral, demiromantic and asexual. She’s more outspoken about it than most of the family, and runs social media pages about disability and the asexuality spectrum alike. Aphobes and ableists that make the mistake of leaving comments often mysteriously find that their most embarrassing search histories have been sent to their grandmother.

Cass is sex-repulsed ace/aro. Steph was the one to explain sexuality to her, and also made her an ace ring. Cass told Bruce first, then the rest of the family. She’s never come out publicly- Cass doesn’t like media attention being on her- but some sharp-eyed Gothamites who are looking can spot the black ring on Cassandra Cain-Wayne’s middle finger in a few paparazzi shots the papers got their hands on. (I have a fic about this!)

Black Bat has never been asked her sexuality, mainly because she’s absolutely terrifying and nobody can stammer out the words when faced with her.

Stephanie is sex-positive graysexual grayromantic, and absolutely not shy about it. She’s almost as good as Dick at making horrible, filthy jokes. Has punched a guy in the face for aphobia, does not regret it. Stephanie is out and proud and loud about it.

Spoiler/Batgirl III have both been seen wearing a rainbow flag as a cape too many times for anyone to assume they’re straight.

Duke is sex-neutral demisexual/demiromantic, and is probably the most open about it of the whole Batfamily. He’s fully out and so is Signal, and will inevitably show up at any daytime Pride event just to say hi. Gotham adores him, and he’s practically the ace-spec community’s mascot. Can and will use the entire rainbow spectrum of light to create various pride flags over Gotham whenever he feels like it, and has started taking flag/location requests. Once turned the Batsignal gay.

Harper is sex-positive bisexual aromantic, and where Stephanie is loud about it, Harper gets violent. She carries a souped-up taser and doesn’t hesitate to use it. Has knocked at least four homophobes/aphobes out cold not counting the ones she beat up in the Narrows. Bluebird is not only publicly out as bisexual but wears two out of three bisexual colors, and while it’s not come up publicly yet, she won’t hide that she’s aromantic either. Along with Signal and Spoiler, Bluebird is one of the vigilantes that’s known for being specifically good at handling LGBTQ+ issues. She wouldn’t have it any other way.

After being forcibly outed as gay and then bullied for it, Cullen is still in the closet about the fact that he’s asexual and sex-repulsed, too. The first person he told after Harper was Alfred. By now the whole family knows, but they’ve been careful to keep it away from the media until Cullen’s ready to come out himself.

Alfred is sex-neutral, aromantic, and pansexual, though he’s older than some of those terms and doesn’t often use them to describe himself. Bruce didn’t know Alfred was anything but straight until he was almost seventeen, to which Alfred replied- signature eyebrow raise at full height capacity- that he had a career in the theater, Master Bruce, and no one who does that can possibly be typical in matters of orientation or any other aspect of life.

The outfit might seem antithetical to this, but Selina is ace too! Specifically, she’s sex-positive, heteroromantic and demisexual. The leather outfit is primarily for distraction purposes rather than true sex appeal. When it comes to Bruce, however, Selina’s more than once described herself as “morosexual.” Bruce, bless him, still has no idea what that means.

There ya go. Ace-spec Batfam. Happy Pride to everyone but especially all you fellow ace-spec folks who absolutely, 100% belong there.

[dragonridernoobie]

Hi agaiiiiin how are you? Ita been long I haven't came to your blog sorry, since you changed your profile photo I thought I had lost it. But I've got a question and a request, may I?

1. What are your thoughts about knockout and bumblebee?

2.and foe the request, how about Raphael revealing his sister to the team prime but they once knew her and had some history with her (although Raphael doesn't know about that) and yeah. Something like this. By the way if you dont wanna accept I'm fine with it and if you are busy that's also fine. Take your time and take care of yourself.

It's all good! I'm never mad if people take a break from my blog. I can understand if you are interested in others. And ya, I changed my profile. And my thoughts about knockout and Bumblebee, I see Bumblebee as a young adult who hasn't gotten out of his kid Faze knockout, I see him as a drag queen and nothing else. I mean, come on! He is definitely one.

TFP AUTOBOTS X READER SISTER

Raphael convinced the team to let him bring his sister to the base. Since they are getting suspicious and getting to close to finding out what happened so they agreed as long as they keep it a secret about meeting them.

Raphael agreed but when he brought them the next day, his sister looked at him and at the team and just said "Meh, I was thinking this is what you're hiding." Whitch threw Raphael off since this is not the reaction he was expecting.

The team explains that they have actually met Raphaels sister. A long time ago, they helped them when they were still new to earth.

They met (Y/N) when she was still young (Since this happened before Raphael was born and I'm making his sister older)

They welcomed them before they met the government, and they helped them. They have been in contact with (Y/N) for a while but lost contact when they moved bases.

They are glad they are back and welcomed (Y/N) back. Though, (Y/N) was very sad to learn tailgate was killed since they where close to them.

They also welcomed UltraMagnus and smokescreen. Greeting them and telling them all the stories they had with the autobots before they joined.

Optimus

After (Y/N) came by, he welcomed her and talked to them like old times.

Telling them what happened, asking them what happened with them, what changed, any new mates, etc.

He will also make himself or ratch guardian of them since he wants them to stay.

He wants his old friend here.

Ratchet

Ratchet was having mixed feelings.

He was happy (Y/N) was back but at the same time he dident want another human around.

When he started to talk to (Y/N) though he realized how he missed this.

He would glady take them as his charge

Bulkhead

He would not shut up.

He would tell everything to (Y/N)

He would tell them about miko, wheeljack, all the missions and crazy shit that happened.

He would only shut up if it was time for.you to head home.

Bumblebee

Bumblebee would be so excited and hurt.

Hurt that Raphael never interduce his sister to him sooner

But happy since this is their old friend.

He has 2 people that can understand him that wernt cybertronian.

Arcee

She would happy but hide it

She would tell Jack that (Y/N) was her old ridding buddy.

Arcee would do a girls day and ride around we with (Y/N) to catch up.

Have girl talk.

Smokescreen

He would be happy there's a new human and asked alot about them

What's their favorite food, car? Show? Pet? What?!?!?!

UltraMagnus would have to tell smokescreen to calm down before he overwhelmed ya.

UltraMagnus

He would be very closed off.

Since he would not be a fan of humans in the first place.

Buuutttt, he might open up to you more if you have good history with the tram.

Dosent means you will be best friends but friends are a good start.

[shallowseeker]

diff anon: I agree w your perspective on jack and dean, obviously dean didn't handle things particularly well, but then, I dont think any of us would in a situation as complicated as that. I think a lot of the "dean was the worst parent!!" arguments ignore the fact that dean was not obligated to be a parent and didn't want to be one (at least not to what was potentially a very dangerous entity, especially one that killed his mother), it was forced on him. which you'd think would add to the 'bad parent dean' trope, and a lot of people take it that way. but for me it explains a lot, people assume dean was jack's parental figure from day one and therefore all his actions to deal with jack fall under the category of 'parenting' (a lot of people also contradict themselves when it comes to jack and dean's relationship so bear with me if this gets a little confusing).

dean doesn't see himself as jack's parent or family in anyway at first. so he's not thinking 'what can I do to parent this child and look after him', obviously his initial actions won't reflect good 'parenting' because that's not remotely what he's trying to do. he's trying to grieve his mother, assess a potential threat, and prepare himself to eliminate it because when does anything ever go right for the winchesters? especially not when fast growing babies are involved. so yeah for me personally, my assessment of dean's parenting tends to come after he starts to forge that bond with jack because it seems unfair to score someone in a category that they didn't enter into when they're running a completely different race (sorry idk if my sports metaphors are making any sense it's like 4am and I am so tired).

idk I feel like the assumptions that 1. jack is functionally and developmentally a child (he's not really) and 2. dean had an obligation to parent him in the first place,, kind of skew fandom perspective on the situation. don't get me wrong, it's fine to criticise how he dealt with it and analyse his position in jack's life, I just don't think 'dean is an actively malicious parent' (implied or overt) is an accurate representation of canon. like you said tho, it's their prerogative to interpret it the way they want. (sorry if I just repeated anything you said, I hope this is at least coherent??)

Yeah. WE AGREE. I feel like if fandom could draw a divider line between early and later days in Jack's life, it would help a lot with the analyses feeling more balanced/in good faith.

NOT TO MENTION... Hey HI HELLO CONTEXT->

Dean warmed up to Jack after just, like 14 days???! That's... pretty crazy.

IMPORTANT TOO IS THAT, once Jack learned the root of Dean's grief, it completely re-contextualized "Dean wanting to kill him being scary," and intuitive little shit he is, JACK GOT THAT!!!! He even got mad at SAM instead for obfuscating all of that.

(Jack, for all his fear of "not feeling enough feelings" is a character who is more intuitive then even he himself knows. JUST LOOK at him and Dean with MIA compared to Sam!!!!!)

And just... HEY THAT WHOLE TIMELINE. IS. WILD. CAS WAS ONLY GONE A MONTH AT MOST!!!!! PROBABLY LESSSSSSSS...

SO YEAH!!!! WE ARE DANCING BECAUSE IF WE DIVIDE IT LIKE THIS (with your examples), it gets more interesting and clear I think

INITIALLY:

Dean didn’t see himself as Jack’s parent or feel any obligation to parent him.

I mean it's not just Lucifer's child but also the child of the woman, Cas, uh, LEFT him for. AHEM.

Dean's actions were driven by grief (over Cas, over Mary) and logical fear (that Jack was a dangerous threat).

Judging his early behavior as "bad parenting" is misplaced, because he wasn’t trying to parent and it's grossly UNFAIR to expect that of him—he was assessing a REAL POTENTIAL THREAT and coping with trauma.

IMHO I agree that the fandom assumption that Jack is a child and Dean was supposed to parent him distorts this early dynamic in ESPECIALLY IN BIG WAYS

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LATER:

Dean begins to form a bond with Jack... and this is when a parental dynamic starts to develop.

Even that is whacky fast. BECAUSE!!!! After the initial HALF-MONTH OR MONTH of being in the same space, Jack promptly runs away and bless him, he APPEARS to go on a FUCKIN killing spree, so Dean was preparing himself for the worst.

I mean SURE Dean was almost-instantly "fond of the kid" in the month he had him before this, and he jumped into teaching him to read a map on the road trip to Tombstone (Note: Jack's BEST MEMORY IN HEAVEN) but personally EYE don't think it's until Jack said THIS that the parenting even fully crystallized (13x09 The Bad Place)

To ME: This is the moment that reads OHhhhhhhhh SHIT I MIGHT HAVE AN ACTUAL KID that lives w me and knows the full scope of both me and my life I DIDN'T THINK I'D GET THAT (script 14x19 you live in infamy for this line)

AFTER THAT, JACK WAS DEAN'S TOO-GOOD-TO-BE-TRUE. His captive music affectionado. His TV buddy. If you care.

He was even almost the "death that Dean would not survive," pretty literally with the Equalizer. Jack IS the thing that triggered Dean's existential crisis. That's not nothin.’

IN A WAY, The BEFORE AND AFTER with the Dean and Jack dynamic is epically demonstrated... by this:

& this

& this

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From this point on, it’s more fair to see Dean’s actions in a "parenting" context. Dean refer to Jack as HIS kid to Lily Sunder, and he OFC gives himself and Jack codenames of father and son in Optimism.

And on numerous occasions AFTER THIS, Jack calls Dean his dad. (Aside/// OFC Jack is FUNDAMENTALLY a child raised by a village, not a nuke fam.)

It's not really until AFTER Apocalypse-World that Jack bonds strongly with any of them, but especially with Cas and Dean. I would say that bond with Dean and Cas really cements itself after 13x22 & 13x23.

You have my full heart on this -> -> Yes, while criticism is cool, labeling Dean as an actively malicious parent I think tends to misrepresent canon. Because it's important to consider context of the AWFUL situation!!! Yissss.

Also to me it's less fun to miss out on the VERY important and crunchy crunchy fact that Jack and Dean are fucked up in similar core ways and will forgive each other instantly for the fucked-up things that they fundamentally agree with in their family-loving, burden-shouldering little hearts (which includes murders and/or suicides for the good of all). ILTSM. <3

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AFTER-MARY'S DEATH:

This should probably get it's own divider because for fucks' sake, that's Dean's MOM THAT DIED... not to mention symbolic death of HIS KID AS HE KNEW HIM. (And the death of Dean's future... the future he finally FINALLY visualized for himself.) That said, this is the most complicated part of all!!!

As for Dean's existential crisis, well, this is ALREADY too long. But most of you know where I stand on that, I hope? I feel like I've talked a lot about Dean's nervous breakdown AS a nervous breakdown (analogous to Sam's s1/s4/s8 nervous breakdowns, and Cas's s7/s8-9/s11-2 nervous breakdowns, and Mary's s12 nervous breakdown... there are enough nervous breakdowns to go around, surely????)

The sundering of Jack as family is a super important facet of the breakdown, because Dean has to do that to stomach Jack's sacrifice. Dean is no stranger to trying to sunder family. He tells Bobby that Bobby's not his father. He tries to kill Sam with a hammer.

Dean snaps out of it (too late) and kills death, just like in s10 with Sam, which is the point. SPN just needs, like... one more season to stick the themes, I think.

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I mostly just repeated you. But please take this answer with a slice of pizza and forgive the rambling because I don't have the energy to clean my asks up anymore.

😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

[henrioo]

✦ ── THE MORNING AFTER: EUSTASS KID AND KILLER

Relationships: Eustass Kid x Gn! Reader x Killer (Poly), Kid x Killer (Suggested)

Synopsis: What would it be like to wake up only to discover that you didn't sleep with one crewmate, but two!

Warnings: Mention of sexual intercourse, waking up naked among people without clothes, mention of drunk (consenting) sex, mention of regret, mention of consequences, Soft Kid and Killer, Healthy Relationship, Polyamorous Relationship, Threesome

Word Count: 1,0k

Notes: Oh yeah baby, I really love this duo, this is the first part of a "series" of waking up the next day with a trio, I plan to do more now that I'm back but to debut we have my favorites, the next ones will probably be Zoro and sanji or Luffy and Law, hope you like it

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It was so soft and warm… You were under a hard surface, but it was so hot that it somehow became soft? There was something around your waist and it warmed you even more. There was a layer of soft blanket under you and everything felt even better, when was the last time you slept so well? His bed wasn't even that comfortable...

Yes, your bed was not comfortable… For some reason it was a hard mattress that you always said you would change on the next island you stopped on, but you always forgot and continued on the hard bed. Also, what was that breath on your neck? Breathing? Weren't you alone?!

Still groggy and confused, you forced yourself to open your eyes to try to figure out where the hell you fell asleep this time. His head began to throb and hurt as his eyes got used to the low light in the room, the windows were covered, preventing the sun's rays from illuminating everything.

You yawned loudly and shifted, or at least you tried to since there was something… someone holding you in place. You looked around and your face burned as your jaw dropped open in shock. You were lying on the chest of none other than Eustass Kid, your captain. Also, around your waist and curled around you like a puppy was Killer, the first mate.

You suppressed a scream and began to rummage through your memories in search of what had happened. You remembered very little, you had entered a drinking contest, won and then tried to stumble back to the ship to sleep. At some point you met Killer who would help you get back safely, maybe you found Kid on the ship, but nothing really explained how you ended up there.

And to make matters worse… Where were your clothes? Oh no… You couldn't believe you made a cliché like that, did you even sleep with your superiors just because you were drunk?!

Killer squeezed your waist a little more and settled on your back, you felt a shiver running through your body. Of course, you couldn't deny that they were very attractive and maybe you had a crush on them, besides obviously, it was a celebration night and the three of you must have been completely drunk and crazy… But still, that shouldn't have happened!

Not that you didn't want to… On the contrary, what situation would that put you in?! Would your peers say you were trying to curry favor? What if the two got mad and threw you off the ship?! There were so many possibilities for everything to go wrong that her head started to spin…

But you couldn't deny it, being there, in the grip of Killer's arms and the comfort of Kid's body was so lovely. You definitely wouldn't use that word for anything related to those two monstrous men, but it felt so right.

"Fuck my head" you heard Kid mumbling and closed your eyes at the time, maybe it would be better to just pretend you were sleeping.

He shifted a bit until he realized where he was, then there was silence until he finally spoke.

"Y/n" you bit your lip, that he didn't realize you were sleeping, it was his wish "I know you're awake" Damn! How did he know?!

"Captain…" you mumbled shyly and opened your eyes to stare at him. There was no negative emotion in that gaze, no anger, no disgust, he just stared at you... peacefully?

"Shut up, I still don't want to wake up" Killer said and then he buried his head in your neck and inhaled deeply, making you shiver and let out a small cry of fright.

"Killer, let go, they don't want to" Kid spoke quickly and not long after Killer released you with a disappointed mutter.

"Sorry" he said and then sat down on the bed.

You stood there looking confused at both of them, what was going on?

"You can go back to your room, let's not say anything to anyone" Kid said and yawned again, wasn't he going to tell? Did he… had he regretted it?

"Are we just going to pretend this didn't happen?" You let out with some sadness, you couldn't help but show your disappointment… Were you really that bad?

"Well, it's not exactly weird Killer waking up in my bed" Kid said teasing the other man who just swore under his breath "But by the look of you you definitely didn't want to be here, so let's just pretend it didn't happen, blah blah, you know" he said with little patience.

"But… What if I wanted to be here?" You said in a sad whisper. It was no secret to many that you really wanted both men, you just hadn't done anything imagining that your superiors would never hook up with their own subordinates.

"You want?" It was Killer who spoke, turning and facing you, at least that's what it looked like since his bangs covered his eyes.

"Maybe…" you said nervously and sat up, using the blanket to cover yourself.

"So does that stuff you said yesterday about you being in love with us being true?" Kid said, staring at you deathly.

"I said that?!" You screamed in shock, you had assumed that while drunk?!

"No" he smirked "But by your reaction it's true…"

"You idiot…" you cursed in embarrassment.

"So… Can we go back to sleep?" Killer said approaching you "Let's deal with the romantic talk after coffee"

"Yes definitely" Kid said and pulled you back into his chest, Killer then clung to you again.

"So…" you said after a few minutes of silence "If Killer is already a regular here… Can I be too?" That was her request to try and turn something from one night into much more, you had the chance to have those two men in your hand and you weren't going to waste it.

"You don't even have to ask, we're tired of hearing you complain about your bed" Killer said happily.

"Yeah, now shut up and go to sleep or I'll expel you both" Kid yelled with his eyes closed.

"Ah… And y/n" Killer whispered in his ear "We love you too…"

[foptbw]

Oh! You wanna know about the blue man and lady? Sometimes when they think I won't remember or that I won't notice they help me. Like when I fell asleep outside while it was raining and they brought me an umbrella. Or bringing my cousin to live with us for the summer which helped get Tootie to leave me alone. No one ever notices their strange blue appearance but me. To everyone else they look normal and then when they leave people slowly forget about them. I think I'm supposed to be like that too. I don't think I'm supposed to remember the nice things they do for me. But, I remember ever since I first met the blue man.... I guess... I guess I should answer the real question. Shortly after… Shortly after I came back from the hospital with doctors unable to explain why I couldn't remember most my life besides pieces. Crocker came to the house. And he was yelling outside. My human parents weren't home. He pound on the doors demanding me to let him in to help me. I didn't know what to do. So I let him in. I remember him having been my teacher, and still stalking me and messing with me after I stopped being his student. I remember my human parents not finding it weird. But, I guess it would require them to care to you know notice how it was weird. He tore the place apart looking for my fairy godparents. He had this remote control that wouldn't stop beeping every time it got near me. This made Crocker mad. He tugged at me questioning if I was hiding them on me. But the machine was beeping at me. The beeping made him even more mad. He yelled about it being broken because I'm not fairy magic and he threw it at the wall. Then Crocker grabbed me and shook me while he yelled questions at me like where they were and what did I do. But I didn't know what he was talking about. He didn't stop asking questions, where my goldfish were, or where my green or pink things were. I didn't own anything green. And the pink wasn't the right pink he was looking for. He tried finding purple too. But I didn't have any purple things either. Crocker got scary. Asking what I had done with them. What did I do? That I had fairy godparents for all these years and how he had been so close to catching them so many times, so close to stealing them from me. I was his only trail to fairy godparents and he was mad that I had ruined everything. I did ruin everything. But, I don't know what I did. I think I broke a rule. Or maybe found a loophole I wasn't supposed to find. AJ said I was always really good at finding loopholes. I'm still good at arguing according to him. But, I think he's just being nice. The crazy man found a drawing I had done, it was the picture of a pink lady fairy, a green male fairy, and a purple baby fairy. On the back of the drawing said "Fairies are real" I think Crocker wanted to keep the picture, but a strange blue man appeared with police officers. While the police dealt with Crocker. The man gave me the picture back. It wasn't the last time I saw the strange blue man or his wife, a blue lady, but they never tell me who they are. According to Chester and AJ I just imagine them up. My human parents came home and were mad. Going on that they thought I was old enough to be left alone, but they were wrong. They started going on about how they were going to start hire Vicky to make sure I don't cause more trouble. As they ranted, I just looked down at the picture Crocker stole and I saw it. I knew that the humans pretending to be my parents weren't really my parents. The picture was my real family. I must have been a changeling, that was why my human parents never loved me. They knew I wasn't really theirs. Something happen and my real parents lost me. I did something and they were taken away.

[koneko48]

All the reasons Killugon is canon

Hello everyone ! Today imma talk about my favorite ship: KilluaGon (killua x gon ) and to all the ones that thinks killugon isn't canon yall are stupid !! haha ( jk )

1. This X song:

Nagareboshi kirari is one of my favorite anime endings. Itz so beautifullllll !!!!

here the lyrics !!!! ^^

It's literally Killua talking about Gon what the fffffffffffffffffffffff?????!!

When you see the lyrics: << I think of you even we're far appart>> or << we can connect our hearts>> or again << I start running towards you? >> and much more, now we can be sure that Killua is deeply in love with Gon.

And nobody can say it's about Komugi and Meruem because male pronouns are using. haha...

I think i could end this post only with that but i know anti-killugons wanna get me soooo...

2. Hunterpedia (2013)

For those who don't know, Hunterpedia is a bunch of bonus episode who explain the characters and Greed Island cards

here all the ep...

In them, there was a load of scenes of just killua and Gon flirting with each other:

They are so f cute aaa

And in one of those, Killua literally kissed Gon ( the 4th image ^^ )

And for people who said that Togashi didn't wrote it, just.... if it's in the anime then it's true. But it's true that Madhouse animators made things a lil bit funnier for the fun !!

But Let's not forget the animators really like Killugon (i'll talk about it later)

3. Animators X Voice actress

I love thinking that the animators lowkey pushed the Killugon ship — because guess what? We can’t come at them, and we can’t just brush it off as fan delusion.

Why? Simply because they actually worked on the anime and the official merch. Whether it's character design, backgrounds, storyboarding, or voice acting — everyone had some level of contact (direct or indirect) with Yoshihiro Togashi himself.

Which brings us to the next question: What exactly did the animators do in the show that supports this?

Well first off, we need to talk about the fact that there are two full anime adaptations of HxH. The first one aired in 1999 and wrapped up after the Greed Island arc in 2004.

What’s really interesting about the ‘99 version is that the team took a lot of creative liberties with the script… honestly, they kinda went wild with it — with Togashi’s full blessing. He was so involved he even voiced a character himself at one point!

And they really started off strong: In the opening alone, there’s a f rainbow shining across the faces of the four main characters — Gon, Killua, Leorio, and Kurapika.

I didn't add it check if you want

Also, with the opening… dude, just listen to the lyrics!!!

<<My hand in yours, because i wanna be your lover>> ??????? wtf guys wth.....

And we know it's Killua saying the first stanza becauz he's talking about Gon's ( I suppose) smile and how he get mad at Killua when he teases him ( who's who wow ).

And for the second i'm pretty sure that it's Gon's. Simply because it's dumb. really. << Your weird handwritting are still precious words>> <<i tell you good morning again, and fell into a dream>>

Now we got that animator who made fanfic about them:

Animators are crazy about Killugon what ??

Those are made by Niuya, one of the HxH 2011 animators.

Next we got a declaration of Mariya Ise in an interview in 2020 ( i think... )

We didn't see it in the video I put, but, before the women asked her question she said this: <<

-It's kind of personal to me and for everyone who's got a same gender fiance. We love Gon, We love Killua, we see ourselves in their relationship>>

Also you got to know that Mariya ise got to voice Killua for years. And besides voice acting she said in the phantom rouge premiere interview that Killua was her first love ( she really said that, help). O and she and Megumi Han (gon's voice actress) said that the first manga they bought as a kid was hunter x hunter.

Do I really got to say that Mariya Ise and Megumi Han are besties and ship killugon even more than anyone on this earth !!!!!??? And they literally take pictures of any hxh things?????!!

It's all for this episode !!! I know there is muuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuch more to say but don't worry i'll say it in other episodes !!! Hope you liked it and have a good day!!!!!

Ps: don't forget to follow me ( it make me really happy ;3 )

[miifu666]

What is Lmk!Suklha's relationship/view of Lmk Wukong?

Hellooo!!!!

Smjsksj ive made a couple of post about this but to put it as a whole. Making it a lil vague since i kind of dropped the series 😭 also uhh its kind of long + im adding Wukong's pov🥲

.𖥔 ݁ ˖๋ ࣭ ⭑Their Relationship History

Suklha has always been with Wukong and Macaque for the Longest time, actually met Macaque first before she got introduced to Wukong.

Very Wary of Wukong "Selfish" attitude. But somehow bears with it, has a couple of fights with him challenging one another, known eachother better and within a blink of an eye. They're suddenly closer with eachother than Macaque is

Spent time eachother when things get overwhelming, its all very soft and too good to be true.

It wasn't long before they decided to get "Married" in their own terms. Wukong even announce it towards the heavem for no reason than to gloat.

Wukong tried to hide the brotherhood plans from Suklha, knowing how she'll react and a sense of protectiveness. Despite Macaque insistence on telling her, Wukong wouldn't dare

Azure was the one who asked to Recruit her, only to be berated and called an imbecile. Wukong got an earful too, for even trying to overthrow a ruler of heaven. Theres proof of other cultures doing the same and ended horribly, Suklha pointed out. But he insisted, his people pleasing attitude won.

She tried talking to Wukong after this, but he seemed to run away from her. Macaque was their messenger. Telling the other how the other feels and such, its something that Macaque and Suklha is sick of.

Visited Wukong once or twice after his punishment, she knows he's not feeling too well mentally and decided to keep visiting despite his mood swings.

After this, they kept in contact but with short conversations. Like strangers connecting with eachother again. Theres barely any familiarity between them.

A couple of time, Wukong tried to reignite the flame by taking them out on a date during his pilgrimage. It works until they lose contact again, and Wukong focused on his journey

Things got worse when Suklha suggested killing Redson is the only way to stop the Samadhi fire, then contain it in her/Chang'e arsenal. Wukong was disappointed in her, he hasnt talked with her properly since he got trapped in the mountains, and deciding to antagonize her at this point was more hurtful to Suklha.

As time went on, his Journey to the West got popular. Suklha decided to initiate a connection this time, asking if he needed any management on his uprising popularity. Wukong agreed, they've been together ever since!

Seeing how Suklha's plan hasn't been improving their relationship, she decided maybe fate was telling her that theyre not meant to be. Hence chasing after him for a Divorce, to end it officially.

.𖥔 ݁ ˖๋ ࣭ ⭑Suklha's POV

In the past

She always held a soft spot for Wukong, he was a breath of fresh air who agreed to her whimsical and crazy ideas in the sea of people trying to hold her back.

Theres a deep seated anger that Wukong sees her as a feeble lover and tried to hide his plan to overthrow the jade emperor. She misunderstood Wukong's intention to protect her from his actions/punishment, into "you're a lady, you shouldn't know this. Just be oblivious" and its all from Wukong's way of explaining to her.

She thinks he's trying to cast her aside from his life.

After he got imprisoned within the mountains, she understood how Wukong isnt mentally well. He has moodswings each time he sees her or Macaque. He managed to push away Macaque, he spat some harsh words towards Suklha before changing into a crying session, talking how pitiful he is, his low esteem is showing through.

It hurts her, but she kept taking care of him nonetheless. Until he said some things that gnawed deep in her mind and heart. She hasn't visited him since.

She spent the better of her grief by Tricking dragons, demons alike. Focusing more on spreading madness to ignore how she feels. Practically prioritizing her mind than what her heart needs. This include, how she made a decision to tell Bull king to kill Redson.

Her heart showed a little when Wukong tried to reignite the flame. Yet she still kept her mind in lead for her actions.

Present time

shes chasing after Wukong with a divorce paper. She still loves him. Dearly so. But she cant handle the way he neglects her yet suddenly have a student he taught? She felt like a second choice.

She tried everything, even if it hurt her and his reputation. She wanted closure. If the universe is giving her signs to end their relationship, why should she ignore it?

Because she prioritized her logical mind more throughout the years, she became more manipulative, charismatic, and a bit apathetic towards Wukong. She still loves him, butt there's a rough affection she gives out.

MK, being a supporting bandaid and makeshift therapist role to fix their broken bond actually succeeded. It took a long time. He was pretty burnt out after trying, lmao. But he managed.

Theres one thing that MK succeeded, that Macaque didn't. He was bold enough to tell them face to face what they needed to do and what they're doing wrong. Instead of leaning on one side, he was neutral and blamed both of them.

.𖥔 ݁ ˖๋ ࣭ ⭑Wukong's POV

In the past

He was... not a good monkey, to say the least. He was egotistical and prideful. Forgetting that those around him only wanted the best for him. He chose to ignore their warnings rather than listen to it.

When Wukong joined the brotherhood, he didn't expect Azure to point him as the new jade emperor. He was prideful at first, then realized maybe the dream was a little too high to achieve. It was the first few moments where he was doubting himself.

That insecurity turned into him hiding the plans from Suklha. He was afraid. In case he loses, Suklha would also bite the bitter end of his punishment. So he decided to keep her oblivious, knowing the Jade emperor had already disliked her. He wont fuel the fire.

Macaque disagreed with his idea, claiming it was a bad move. But Wukong, and his stubbornness. Dismissed his brother's protest, claiming its for the good.

When the time came, for him to explain to Suklha. He was speechless, his stubborness and pride got the best of him. He spouted some words that he didn't mean. Some which he doesnt even know the meaning of, he just heard Macaque call him it and decided to use it to Suklha.

When he got imprisoned. There was only shame, insecurity, and paranoia filled his mind. He put everyone in danger, he cant imagine how Macaque probably feels, or even Suklha. The two who always protest things that would be bad for him. Instead of focusing on fixing their relationship, Wukong choose to fuel his insecurity.

He pushed away Macaque, blaming him for everything. He tried to push away Suklha too. He couldn't. Not for a few tries. Have you tried cursing someone who actively feeds you and grooms your dirty fur? Its hard. He cried multiple times after shouting nonsense at her.

After that, he tried to keep in contact with Suklha a few times. But also keep a certain distance. He felt guilty, he doesn't want to hurt her anymore. The tight ring on his finger is suffocating. He doesn't even have the guts to throw it, let alone look at it.

During his pilgrimage, Bajie and Sha Wujie beat some sense into him. Encouraging the monkey to reignite the flame, he was happy, a bit too excited, and aloof, but he felt content for once in his life.

Situations happened, and he decided to focus more on his pilgrimage. Leaving Suklha alone again.

He met Suklha again when DBK asked him to consider contacting her for information regarding the samadhi fire deep within Redson. He was hesitant at first, but did it nonetheless.

She was different this time, there was an air of madness to her. Apathetic and manipulation was the sense that Wukong felt when he heard her talk. He felt like she was lead astray by something. The Monkey didn't understand she was grieving in a way.

So when he heard her apathetically considers Killing Redson without any remorse. He snapped. She wasn't being logical, how could she end a life so soon? Especially since DBK asked for her help, not for an execution. He still remembers the face that Suklha had when he yelled at her infront of his brothers. He won't ever forget that.

Present time

He's secretly guilty, ashamed, embarrassed even. For all of his childish acts of neglect toward her. Every time the topic of her is brought up, he purposely avoids it like a plague. He learned his wrongs and somehow prefers to bury himself deeper to it than trying to fix what's left

When he saw how Famous Suklha is, he wanted to be happy. It was as if his stubborness was in the way again, he got angry and choose to spout how much of a devil she is. Its not what he thought. He got embarrassed every time he talks about her.

Its only when he confided in MK, how much he missed her, how its hard to find words and connect with the one person you love, its a mystery how Suklha is still putting up to him.

after much talking with MK and a lil bit of love advice from Mei. He decided to write letters upon letters of how he felt. No filter obsolutely not. He had to hide a good portion of the letters from MK lmao. He bought bouquets, letting MK be the delivery boy. (Suklha has a soft spot for him) and basically did everything.

Sometimes when he couldn't spew out some words. He let MK take over lmao. Usually, his letters arrived faster than Wukong, which gave the impression everything was made by MK 😭

In interviews, he makes sure EVERYONE knows he's married. It was a shock to say the least.

After countless chasing, Suklha relented. He hasn't been that relieved since... their last date. It was 300 years ago.

But, forgiving isnt easy. Suklha gave Wukong a final choice to talk to Macaque if she wants her forgiveness.

[margotw10bis]

Friendly Marriage.JJK Drabble 1

bestfriend!Jungkook/husband!Jungkook x female reader

Genre: drabble; fluff (non-idol Jungkook)

Words: 1k

Synopsis: Jungkook and you go to a bar with your friends but your best friend feels unsecure

"Steal My Girl" drabble from Friendly Marriage (this takes place after Jungkook and Y/N got married and before the main story)

"Oh come on! Stop pouting" You urge Jungkook, pinching his cheek

He growls and claps your hand away. He is still mad about what happened to the bar earlier, even if it has been more than two hours. 

It was a great evening, Jungkook and you enjoying the great company of your friends. You had at good laugh, joking about how your friends asked you again if you were dating. You denied it but maybe the fact that Jungkook had his arm around your shoulders, basically cuddling you, was disturbing. It didn’t help that you buried your face into the crook of his neck when alcohol started making you tipsy. 

"You’re okay, wifey?" He asked softly in your ear and you hummed for a response 

The light movement made your lips brushed against his throat, sending shivers down to Jungkook’s spine. He tightened his hold and pressed you deeper against his side. He pecked the top of your head. When you lifted up your head and looked around the table, you definitely saw the look on your friends’ faces: ‘there is no way they aren’t dating’. The message was clear at the way they eyed you. 

You smiled a little when you remembered that it was after a night like that, hanging out at the bar with those same friends, that Jungkook had the crazy idea to get married not so long ago. 

"He’s my hubby" You said, just like it explained everything 

"You are married but not dating. That doesn’t even make sense!" Jimin exclaimed with frustration 

"It does for us" Jungkook stated "I love Y/N and she loves me, because we are best friends"

Your friends gave up on reasoning you that best friends don’t get married. Sharing a look with Jungkook, you both knew that yes, best friends get married if they are the most important person in each other’s life. You were the living proof of that and Jungkook pretended to give Jimin the finger but lifted up his forefinger, shining with the recent silver band. 

So yeah, honestly, everything was great. Until you went to the bar desk and ordered drinks. Well, the problem was not that. The problem was that a fucking guy approached you and flirted with you. At first, you smiled politely — because you are too nice and too sweet to tell people to fuck away. But then, when the guy became more insistent, you felt like you had to give him a big fat ‘no’. You showed him your ring. Yet, the guy didn’t fucking care. 

At first, your best friend/husband watched the scene almost amused. It wasn’t rare that you were hitting on and honestly, Jungkook can understand why. You are so pretty and when people get to know you, they can only love you. But you clearly notified the stranger that you were not interested. Then why was he still insisting? 

It didn’t take long for Jungkook to stand up with a irritated growl and join you. He got a bribe of the guy’s words ‘Come on, sugar, he doesn’t have to know’. That fucking pissed him off. He strategically places himself behind you and wrapped his tattooed arm around you to bring you against his chest. He hold you tight and someway he relaxed when your left hand landed on his forearm and caressed it to calm Jungkook down. You knew that your best friend could easily punch the guy, especially with his boxing license — but that was exactly the reason why he couldn’t punch anyone outside a ring. He said something like ‘I’m the husband so get the fuck out of here’. The harsh tone and the noticeable clenched fists seemed to convince the stranger to skedaddle.

Since then, you have kept teasing him. It’s not your fault he looked like a jealous boyfriend. Well, you know that Jungkook is protective over you but, sometimes, it feels like he is getting a little too much into the ‘husband character’ — maybe you are too. Just an example of that is when Jungkook was making breakfast the other day and that you hugged him from behind, enjoying the warmth coming from his naked back. You even gave him a peck, rewarded by a pleasant hum from Jungkook, before you realized that it might be a little too much for best friends and absolutely right between spouses… 

"Sorry for ruining your one night stand" He mumbles as he falls on the couch 

"Come on, Kookie" You tell him softly

You sit next to him and rest your head on his shoulder. 

"I know you did it for protecting me. So I thank you for that. But you have to let me deal with those situations, I’m a grown up woman" You explain, drawing circles on his chest with your fingers because you know that will ease him 

There are so many things that you know about each other. 

"I know but I was just worried. I hate that everyone is trying to steal you from me" He confesses 

You lift up your head to look at his face. You hate to see a hint of pain in his beautiful doe eyes. How can he think that? Jungkook is the most important person in your life. Didn’t he listen to anything you said on your wedding three months ago? ‘Thank you so much for being in my life and loving me. I’m the luckiest person on Earth and I will keep being it as long as you are with me’. Didn’t he get it? 

"Kook" You say so lowly that it’s almost a whisper "No one is trying to steal me from you" Your best friend scoffs at that "And I’m not willing to let anyone do it. Look at the ring on my finger" You lift up your left hand "This is a promise. I promised you and you promised me. This marriage is you and me. And it was your idea so you’re stuck with me now"

You both chuckle and Jungkook grabs your hand. 

"You and me, forever" He tells you, making the same promise all over again

Other drabble "Precious and Inked"

[merxcywritesthings]

I really love the vampire that got me laughing. Also, can there be a part 2 where Reader started to explain her story to Vi and Caitlyn. Vi feels heartbroken and started to hug her girlfriend and Caitlyn did the same thing. In the next morning, Vi and Reader was hanging out and going to a date in Zaun since Zaun and Piltover have been coexisting. Reader was excited and went to get something for Vi but then Vi was encountered by 3 men and started to walks Vi and she was ready to fight. But the 3 men was about to attack her but they heard a gust wind from behind them and saw a women who was smiling menacing and then her eyes started to change into red and her hair went to white and she started fight like crazy by breaking their bones with her arms and legs. The last man was about to attack her from behind but she disappeared and she did a spinning kick in his face and he flew to wall with a huge impact that will crack. Vi was stunned once again and she grabbed Reader and started kissing her. She said, “ I freaking love you.” Still in her vampire form she smiled.

𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔈𝔫𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔠𝔢𝔯’𝔰 𝔙𝔞𝔪𝔭𝔦𝔯𝔢

A/N: I love your ideas! Sorry it took me so long to write this, I’ve been busy with other requests, but I never could forget yours! <3

Word Count: 0.7k

TW: Murder and Fighting.

Reader is a female!

Remember to stay hydrated and eat plenty of food, you are loved!

You took a deep breath, your glowing red eyes dimming slightly as you began your explanation. “I didn’t mean for you to find out like this,” you said, your voice shaky but earnest. “I swear, Vi, I would never hurt anyone… anyone innocent, at least. I only feed when I absolutely have to, and I always make sure it’s—”

“A rat?” Vi cut in, her tone a mix of disbelief and lingering panic. Caitlyn raised an eyebrow but remained silent, her rifle still lowered.

You nodded quickly. “Yes. I don’t hurt people unless I’m forced to defend myself. Please, Vi, you have to believe me.”

Vi’s chest rose and fell rapidly as she processed your words. She wanted to believe you—desperately so—but the sight of your fangs and the memory of the blood dripping from your lips were still fresh in her mind. Yet, as she stared into your trembling eyes, the same eyes she had fallen for, her resolve softened.

Cautiously, she stepped closer, her fists clenched at her sides. “You should’ve told me,” she said, her voice breaking. “I don’t care what you are… but lying to me, hiding this from me…”

“I was scared,” you admitted, your voice barely above a whisper. “I thought you’d run if you knew. That you’d—”

Without warning, Vi pulled you into a tight hug, cutting you off mid-sentence. The sudden warmth of her embrace made you freeze for a moment before you relaxed into her arms, relief washing over you.

“I’m mad,” Vi muttered against your hair. “But I still love you. Damn it, I still love you.”

Caitlyn, who had been silently observing, sighed and joined the hug, albeit a little awkwardly. “I’m… glad we’re not dealing with a murderous vampire,” she said dryly. “But we’re going to have a long conversation about this later.”

The three of you stayed like that for a moment, the tension in the air slowly dissipating.

⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺

The next morning, Vi and you decided to spend some time together in Zaun, where the two cities of Piltover and Zaun had finally begun to coexist. The air was thick with the smell of oil and metal, but you didn’t mind. It reminded you of home.

You had planned a surprise for Vi and had run off to grab something, leaving her to explore the bustling streets on her own. She leaned against a wall, watching the eclectic mix of Zaunites go about their day, when she noticed three men approaching her.

“Hey,” one of them said with a sneer, “you look like you don’t belong here, Enforcer.”

Vi straightened, her fists instinctively clenching. “You really want to do this right now?” she asked, her voice low and dangerous.

The men chuckled, circling her like wolves around prey. “What’s an Enforcer doing down here all alone?” another jeered.

Vi was ready for a fight, her gauntleted fists sparking with anticipation. But before anyone could make a move, a gust of wind rushed past, and a familiar figure appeared behind the men.

It was you.

Your eyes gleamed crimson, and your hair turned stark white as a menacing grin spread across your face. “You’re messing with the wrong person,” you said, your voice dripping with predatory amusement.

Before the men could react, you launched into action. You moved like a whirlwind, your arms and legs a blur as you disarmed and incapacitated the first two men in a matter of seconds. The sickening sound of bones breaking echoed through the alley as you tossed them aside like ragdolls.

The third man, desperate and terrified, tried to attack you from behind. But you disappeared in a flash, reappearing above him mid-spin. Your kick connected with his face, sending him flying into the wall with enough force to crack the stone.

Vi stood frozen, her mouth slightly agape. She had seen you fight before, but never like this. You turned to her, still in your vampiric form, and wiped a speck of blood from your lip.

“Are you okay?” you asked, your voice calm and concerned despite the chaos you had just unleashed.

Vi didn’t respond immediately. Instead, she grabbed you by the collar and kissed you, hard and passionate. When she finally pulled away, she grinned breathlessly. “I freaking love you,” she said, her eyes shining with admiration.

You blinked in surprise before breaking into a wide, fanged smile. “Even like this?” you teased, gesturing to your glowing eyes and white hair.

“Especially like this,” Vi replied, pulling you close again.

𝑃𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒 𝑑𝑜 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑧𝑒 𝑜𝑟 𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑚𝑦 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑘 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑚𝑦 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑚𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛. 𝑇ℎ𝑜𝑠𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑒 𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑐𝑘𝑒𝑑. 𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑘 𝑦𝑜𝑢! 🧛🏻‍♀️

𝐷𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑏𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑙𝑦 @𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑓𝑙𝑦-𝑔𝑟𝑎𝑝ℎ𝑖𝑐𝑠

[plusvanity]

Finally someone who dislikes Hellhammer lol I feel like CRAZY when talking with other people about Mayhem and they all love him so so so much! It's just insane. He has a massive ego and is a shitty person with shitty opinions but somehow he gets a pass. Also sometime ago I read an interview where he was asked if he misses Pelle/Øystein and if in his opinion there would be a place for them in Mayhem as of now and he said that he does not miss them at all (besides, he laughed at Øystein's mother at the phone when he learned about his death he just pisses me off so bad ong) but he was also like. No there is no place for them at all because we changed a lot and it was good for Mayhem that they are gone. THE SHEER AUDACITY IS INSANE! Did he forget so casually WHO FOUNDED MAYHEM and gave him a place in there? Who was influential in the early BM scene? Please. Mayhem is not even all this great stuff atp, when Øystein had hold of the group, it was all... unique in its own way, very atmospheric, he got the gist. Don't even get me started on that hag of Necrobutcher. The only person that speaks kindly of Øystein is Attila. Also, Mayhem should have ended with Øystein's death in my opinion. Pure madness

I was never fond of Jan, to be honest.

I can definitely recognize his talent as a drummer. He is, in fact, one of the best of not the best drummer in Black Metal history. But this is the only good thing about him because his personality is very insufferable.

It's not just the overly inflated ego that he displays, but he comes across as a 'bully' somehow. I won't judge him by his interests in drugs and drinking because he wanted to have fun, live the rock and roll life, whatever, but I can't overlook how Øystein complained about him messing up gigs because he was too intoxicated to play, or how he neglected their rehearsals. He seems very careless, very insensitive, and overall very untrustworthy.

What pissed me the most was the way that (I suspect) he treated Pelle while he was alive. Pelle wasn't shy to call Jan a 'fat, stupid drummer' in one of his letters, expressing how he preferred Faust (if I remember correctly) in the band instead. Now, the impression that this comment gives me is that Jan must've done something to piss Pelle off. Maybe something repeatedly, like unsavory jokes. Because, for me, Pelle's insult seems very sincere and personal. I am very sure that there are things that must've happened (arguments and stuff) that we will never know about, and all we can do is to try to fill the gaps with speculations about what really happened within the band. This is why I feel like Jan has 'bully' traits.

Another important aspect that bothers me to no end is how Jan was, in fact, the last person who saw and talked with Pelle. You can tell from the way he explained the incident he seemed very cold and detached about it. Pelle seemed 'happier' than ever before, telling him about his knife while he knew what Pelle could do shows how disinterested he was in his friend's well-being. And I get it that everybody was young and dumb and no one had the resources to help Pelle, but it's common sense to ask 'Hey, what are you going to do with that knife?'. Even Jørn had more common sense than this man, but I digress.

Another interesting thing about Jan is how Varg talked about him. Him and Fenriz (and Faust) are the only ones who he doesn't consider 'rats'. I get it that Jan was an extreme-right sympathizer, and that drove Varg to talk more nicely about him, but I believe that apart from their common political affinity, their personality are quite similar. It's not just a say that 'dark personalities attract one another', it's actually true. Jan seems to have some empathy issues, in my opinion, and it's very common for people in cluster B to use substances or alcohol to either numb their feelings or to 'feel something'.

I'm not insinuating anything, I'm just laying some interesting facts and observations that I have.

And then, of course, he said the worst thing possible for the sake of publicity. He said that he was in the room while Pelle took his own life, which is an aberration. But he can tell anything to the fans, right? He's alive to 'tell the story', right?

And him laughing in the phone about Øystein's death is yet another indicator that he might have some real issues with empathy.

I believe him when he says he doesn't miss Pelle or Øystein because they probably mean too little for him, but he likes talking about his dead bandmates, doesn't he?

I don't like him for these reasons and many more.

It is unfortunate and infuriating how these people talk anything but the truth nowadays and they get to pass with a lot of obvious lies just because they're famous.